So He-of-the-good-ideas and I are watching tv tonight (okay, his eyes are closed and I am mastering the art of surfing the internet while the tv is on) when I hear a commercial with a familiar catchy tune...
I love orange juice. To be specific, I love Tropicana orange juice. To the point where He-of-the-good-ideas and I regularly buy 8 litres of it at a time. So now, whenever I go to pour myself a glass of that sweet orange nectar does this mean my poor tiny brain is going to think about erections?
Well, lets certainly hope so!
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